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metallic morning mouth like the aliens were seeing how much metal this big ole mouth could hold then taking selfies #bigmetalmouth on Pleadian Instagram smiling Grey’s giant black eyes shinning into the Iphone – when I awoke my hat was too small and my denture too big because they don’t always put me back right…. or they leave a clone Sam to mindlessly fill in just a couple days…. (Which is why I can’t post poetry all the time) you know, while my actual body is paraded placed in a zoo and spectated at… like we do with lesser creatures – I wonder what they feed me or, if I maintain stasis perhaps if I were more diligent about my caloric intake I could monitor these trips based off variations in blood sugar and cholesterol levels video proof of being force fed sushi through a tube pureed rice and fish…. One morning i woke to refracted light dancing across my walls and ceiling with a strip in the sky to match the rainbow I sat alone as a young lad of maybe five wondering if this was always going to be a part of my life…… short answer, yes –
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
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metallic morning mouth like the aliens were seeing how much metal this big ole mouth could hold then taking selfies #bigmetalmouth on Pleadian Instagram smiling Grey’s giant black eyes shinning into the Iphone – when I awoke my hat was too small and my denture too big because they don’t always put me back right…. or they leave a clone Sam to mindlessly fill in just a couple days…. (Which is why I can’t post poetry all the time) you know, while my actual body is paraded placed in a zoo and spectated at… like we do with lesser creatures – I wonder what they feed me or, if I maintain stasis perhaps if I were more diligent about my caloric intake I could monitor these trips based off variations in blood sugar and cholesterol levels video proof of being force fed sushi through a tube pureed rice and fish…. One morning i woke to refracted light dancing across my walls and ceiling with a strip in the sky to match the rainbow I sat alone as a young lad of maybe five wondering if this was always going to be a part of my life…… short answer, yes –
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
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